A proper avengers fic is long overdue

"So, what do you say, Parker? You get the awesome suit, and you finally get to be part of the team."

"So, I know the mature answer here would be no and that I've learned my lesson, that if I'm nothing without that suit then I shouldn't have it at all but...I really want that suit and I've wanted to be a part of this team for like, forever. That and I've learned that trying to take down bad guys by yourself is so much harder than doing it as a team.
And I know you just apologised for that, Happy. Sorry to bring it up again."

Pepper looked at Stark, "He sounds just like you, Tony. Great job, you messed up the kid."

"What?! But I just did a whole thing with the tough love/ 'I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed' father figure role! I essentially just grounded him by taking the suit away!"

"Okay but he literally said 'I know the mature answer here but'. No offence, sweetie," she directed the last part at Peter.

"But-"

"Anyway," Pepper interjected," there's a whole room of antsy media personal out there, and I think I've held them off for about as long as I can manage. I think it's time for that announcement, don't you?"

The questions that streamed out from the media after that announcement dropped was almost deafening. Peter was glad to have Miss Potts and Mr Stark there to stop it from being even more overwhelming. He'd had an exhausting day, given all that had just happened in under the span of twenty four hours, but it wasn't over yet.

Tony led him down a long hall, pointing out rooms as they went on.

"That there is the original Avengers block. There's Nat's room-don't call her that or she'll kill you- ,Thor's, Banner's, and Cap's. Oh, and there's Clint's. Most of those rooms are empty either because they're off doing their own thing or because breakfast is a bit awkward after that whole civil war thing. It gets a bit annoying to keep asking Cap if he's picking that knife up to kill me or because he wants to butter his toast.
Then that block there was where Vision held Wanda captive, that was fun, T'challa, that's Black Panther, has a room if he ever needs one and the same for Falcon.
The only two occupied ones are Rhode's and Vision's., and here's you.
Questions?"
"That's a lot of information."
Tony shrugged.
"Well, I'll leave you here. I'm sure you'll need to pack."
"Hold on, I have a few conditions about staying here."

He gave Peter a look, but didn't say anything.

"If I'm going to stay here, I still need to go to school everyday."
"Ugh."
Peter carried on as if he' hadn't been interrupted, "I almost failed my math test because of the civil war last time and I don't want that to happen again. I need to somehow explain this all to my aunt, and I want to pack some things from home."
"First off, fine, you can borrow a car-"
"I can't drive."
"We'll work something out then."
"-Secondly, I think you'll need to come clean and tell her. It'll be a lot easier than trying to come up with a lie to explain all this. And thirdly, this room has anything you could ever need.
But fine.
Just by the way, you don't have to ask my permission every time you want to go somewhere. Operation baby monitor is officially over- or, at least slightly less active."

And with that in lieu of a goodbye, he walked off.

Living in the Avengers Tower, Peter soon realised, was like living with ten extra parents.

It started with the little things.

On one especially cold day, shortly after he'd moved in, he found an extra sweater tucked into his school backpack. Over time, this became a common occurrence, until he could always expect to find a jacket neatly folded over his text books, there if he ever needed it.
Then, he found a tiny device sitting on his bed side table. On closer inspection, he discovered that it was paired with a note; 'for that kid that won't leave you alone at school'.

It didn't take a genius to figure out where that came from.

He picked it up to slide it into his dresser. While he appreciated the gesture, he really didn't think it was necessary.
Then he reconsidered and slipped it into his backpack. Getting a hold of Stark tech would make Ned's entire week, even if it was something he couldn't use. (Not if Peter had any say in the matter)

The other Avengers took a bit longer, though. He endured a lot of awkward silences whenever they were in a room together, since none of them- Peter included- really knew what to say.

He wasn't around them very often; he was either in his room doing homework or over at his aunt's. (It's taken a lot of convincing and an intervention from Mrs Potts in order for her to agree to him staying in the Avengers Tower and she'd only agreed on the condition that he visited three times a week at the very bare minimum. He still couldn't believe that she'd actually said yes though)

But even the few times he saw them, the silence was very clearly there.

In fact, it took a few days for it to be broken at all, and all it took was a single statement. And it was Pepper who delivered that statement.

"So... I take it Tony hasn't gotten around to the introductions yet.
This is Peter Parker. He's the one that Tony recruited for the 'Civil War' thing."

"I wasn't sure at first," Tony started, "but in light of his recent actions, I think Parker is ready to be an Avenger."

There was silence for a few beats, until Barton started up;

"Wait so...Stark is in charge of him?"

"That kid is screwed," finished Romanov

The rest of the Avengers all nodded in agreement.

I started writing this literally within an hour after finishing the movie. I think I have a problem.

So anyways, I know this chapter is a bit ehh but I have big plans for this fic, so stay tuned!